Metody looks briefly apologetic, putting a hand over the mouth of the mug as if the coffee might leap out all on its own. "Bit before mine, too."
"It...a soul is a funny thing. For us, it's a kind of - oh, a kind of holy tally. Or scales. Scales might be a little more accurate. All the weight of sin presses it down, all the loft of virtuous deeds lift it up, and depending on the weight of things at the end, you either sink to hell or rise to heaven. So, in an unphysical way, it is like a physical thing. Like being born without legs, or eyes. You can adapt and learn a different way of walking. Or seeing."
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:00 am (UTC)"It...a soul is a funny thing. For us, it's a kind of - oh, a kind of holy tally. Or scales. Scales might be a little more accurate. All the weight of sin presses it down, all the loft of virtuous deeds lift it up, and depending on the weight of things at the end, you either sink to hell or rise to heaven. So, in an unphysical way, it is like a physical thing. Like being born without legs, or eyes. You can adapt and learn a different way of walking. Or seeing."